“The Earth loves the first ray of
light that
Falls
upon him each morning more than any
other light.
She is the first ray, the only one.
Day has its beauty but nothing pleases
the
Earth
more than the first moment when Abha
takes his hand
What a risk to take for love?
Five thousand miles and a failing
marriage,
a cat’s cradle of ties holding her
there.
Moving with the sunlight as it tracks
his
face
he is the world under her; without
each
other
there is only darkness and bare rock.
What did the Earth know before
the first ray of light of the morning?
That darkness was all and forever.
That darkness was all and forever.
His hardness, the absence of life.
A cold dream of a star.
The meaning of being untouched.
What did the light know before
She reached out to take Earth’s hand?
Pure speed through endless darkness.
Pure speed through endless darkness.
No reflection of herself in the
mirror.
A cold dream of a distant Earth.
The meaning of not touching.
From Chandigarh to Manchester
for a man she only knows by heart
the imagined city of love.
Imagine a city without light,
or the light without a city.
How small the world of the heart?
The world has conurbated,
It’s
a small world they say.
How large the world is
when travelled for love,
when we count the hours
and the miles lived without it.
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